Rebirth of the Movie Queen: Mrs. Sinclair, Please Hug Me!-Chapter 472: Hatred

Quinn Lockwood thought about this, and the redness that had barely faded from her cheeks reappeared.

"Let me help you wipe your hands and face. You haven’t cleaned up from yesterday until now. You must feel uncomfortable, right?" Quinn placed the basin on the chair and dampened the towel at the end of the bed.

The man’s gaze shifted from the documents to Quinn, and a deep emotion flashed in his expression.

Elias Sinclair didn’t speak but cooperatively set the documents aside.

A gentle and careful movement came from his cheek. Quinn’s expression was focused and serious, her clear eyes shimmering with an alluring light like water.

"What kind of feelings do you have for Jonah Hansen?" The man’s large hand grasped Quinn’s wrist, stopping her movement, and looked at her with deep and serious eyes.

Quinn was taken aback, instinctively pulling back the hand Elias held, and at that moment, Elias’s face darkened, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Quinn’s hand, pulling her face closer to his.

"Do you like him? Planning to find him if you divorce me?" A layer of thin ice gradually covered the man’s face, and his tone became cold and harsh.

Elias seemed really angry, his dark eyes instantly filled with various emotions, most evident being the overwhelming fury.

The tip of Quinn’s nose was only a few millimeters away from Elias’s face, and she could clearly feel his increasingly rapid breath.

"No." Quinn shook her head vigorously, her gaze meeting Elias’s eyes with an undeniable firmness.

"I could never like him in this lifetime! A beast like him, I wish I could grind him to dust!" Quinn’s hand tightly gripped the bed sheets beside Elias, her once clear eyes now flashing with fierce light.

The memories that had been buried in her mind suddenly awakened, scenes from the past betrayal clearly appeared before Quinn, as if Jonah was looking at her with a fake smile.

This intense hatred was fully perceived by Elias, because Quinn’s eyes now burned with crimson flames, staring at him in a daze.

Hate?

At the moment this word slipped out, Elias seemed a bit surprised, his eyebrows moved slightly, then a deep emotion crossed his face.

The person she hated was clearly not him, but Jonah.

So, what could have happened to make Savannah Lowell harbor such resentment towards Jonah, even to the extent of saying those words?

This didn’t seem like the Savannah he knew.

Elias looked at the woman in front of him with confusion. Her once beautiful face was now filled with a cold expression, and he could clearly feel the overwhelming hatred emanating from Quinn.

It was as if it was continuously welling up from deep within, so real that even Elias felt a tinge of coldness.

"You hate him."

"Why?" The man’s warm hand gently rested on Quinn’s back, suppressing the shock in his heart, soothingly combing along her spine, seemingly trying to calm her anger. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Quinn’s shoulders trembled slightly, and she came back to her senses when the man’s gentle voice reached her ears, the dark eyes gradually regaining some light.

When she met the man’s puzzled eyes, Quinn realized her reaction might have been too much.

She pressed her pink lips together, a faint unnatural light flashing in her eyes, then sat up as if to cover it up, slowly breaking free from Elias’s relaxed grip on her wrist.

"Because he and Ariana Lynch killed my good friend."

"I want revenge... No matter what it takes, I want Jonah Hansen and Ariana Lynch to pay with their lives." Though Quinn tried to suppress the overwhelming hatred, her hands on her lap clenched into fists, nails sinking into her flesh.

She couldn’t tell Elias the truth about what happened, couldn’t even appear too suspicious. She had no choice but to use this reason she had thought of multiple times in her mind and tell it to him.

Although she was lying to him, the ultimate goal was real.

Revenge, she wanted Ariana Lynch and Jonah Hansen to pay all deserved prices and penalties.

Quinn turned her head to Elias, the fierce light in her eyes had faded, replaced by a somewhat cautious look.

Not knowing whether Elias would ask further questions or doubt her reason.

After all, with Elias’s usual meticulous mind and intellect, he might have already noticed many flaws.

"I’ll help you." The man’s deep eyes gently lifted, seemingly containing a layer of light.

Seeing Quinn looking at him in a daze, Elias couldn’t help but chuckle, motioning her with a slight wave of his finger.

"Huh?" Quinn was surprised that Elias didn’t question further, instinctively leaning closer.

A warm and itchy feeling spread from the tip of her nose, the man’s gentle and indulgent fingers traced across her nose, while his mouth curved into an irresistible smile.

"Remember to tell me if anything happens in the future, and I’ll help you solve it." The man’s deep and magnetic voice was laden with warmth and affection, falling on the ear like a tiny cotton swab gently tickling the earlobe, making one feel utterly comfortable.

Quinn laughed; during this time, aside from acting, she hadn’t smiled so sweetly.

"Thank you, Elias..." The woman’s elegant and beautiful face was imbued with tenderness. She leaned her head on Elias’s chest, feeling his warm, powerful heartbeat.

The morning sun shone through the white gauzy curtains, filling the room with warmth.

But, for Melody Shepherd standing at the door of the hospital room, her mood had plummeted to zero.

She had rushed over after work, concerned about Elias’s condition, only to witness this scene before even entering.

Though she hadn’t heard their conversation, from Quinn calling Elias by name and their intimate gestures, it was clear how much in love they were now.

Melody’s fingertips trembled constantly, her smile vanished completely, replaced by a bleak, nearly twisted hatred.

Her once beautiful, clear eyes were now filled with rising resentment. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the surging jealousy and hatred.